sundries

Well, menstruation solved my clothing dilemma. If I go out tonight, I'm sure not wearing a white silk dress! On the other hand, I feel awful, and there's nothing like an aching uterus to make me feel like I am beyond rocking the suit. However, the prospect of hiding at home without Internet is also pretty grim. So I just don't know. I will be at the Duchess thing tomorrow though, promise.

Okay, two more heirloom tomato plants and pots acquired. We're all done now. The three tomotoes on the zebra plant look great and I think the first pepper blossom will open today. All the other plants seem to be doing well. Have I mentioned that other than the zebra (which is from the early 80s) all our other heirloom variety plants are 1912 or earlier?

Can I be wanky and egotistical about my own fic for a second? I woke up this morning, and had this very clear thought about IHNIIHBT and why I am so proud of it and personally engaged with it. Most romances, you read it, and while you're engaged in the fantasy, you think "I wish someone would love me like that." For me, at least, when I read IHNIIHBT, I can take it from multiple character perspectives and think, "I want to love like that." Isn't that a nicer idea? Everyone makes their choices and are such gorgeous brave little toasters about it. *sigh*

In that vein, I was walking around Union Square listening to Vienna Teng's Harbour earlier. The Prayer Squad blocking various subway stairs however, NOT COOL. I find grace in serendipity, not in Prayer Squads blocking staircases so I really, really, really can't miss that they want to help me. It made me ... not sure the word ... just, I felt they were missing the point. I am perhaps getting a bit zen in my old age.

So I was delighted when I came into work (I must work, but also aaaaaah, Internets, you are so refreshing!) and saw the new story from sam_storyteller, because it captured both what I'd been thinking about and suited my mood perfectly. That was nice.

I wish there was more fannish meta written above the level of a 9th-graden English essay. Time to go read the OTW journal.

Oh!!!! New checks finally arrived. Gotta send in vendor stuff for WriterCon.

We have (half a) plan! Patty will be home Tuesday. Yay. Time for laundry and cleaning. Iz good.

I've got my WriterCon flights solved. Big yay. Eventually, I'll have full schedules of what I'm doing there and at Dragon*Con up. Everything is still in flux, but in pretty awesome ways.

Talked to my mother last night. It was surprisingly normal and adult. She's working a few days a month at the shop she just retired from and that seems to be really good for her. She asked what was going on with the anthology. She does not understand the world of these things. I sign a contract for an anthology, it comes out over a year from now, and then I get a check in the mail. It is not something that gets to have weekly updates.

This reminds me: don't rely upon Amazon for book release info. Ever. Lots of times books will be listed by publishers and then pulled down before relisting with covers. There was just this little panic in Torchwood fandom about the October book releases being canceled (they're not) for this very reason.

Maybe I will write tonight. Fanfic, I think, as I'm in that mood, despite the fucking steampunk smut I'm trying to finish and the Madonna essay I really should do. Again, with no Internet at home I'm not sure the offices flourescent lighting is the most conducive to whatever I want to do.

Things to write on LJ soonish:
- cons, celebrities, fandoms and Moulin Rouge. Really, it all ties together. I've a plan.
- more gender and clothes stuff

And to circle back to Duchess. OMG WHAT AM I GOING TO ORDER TOMORROW? Heart wants pinstripes (specifically the Jimmy suit in the black and white stripe flannel with the narrow pinstripes here: http://www.duchessclothier.com/scotchbasic/). Sensible soul says, "take advantage of shirt special!" Imaptience: "Tux!" Compusive planner: "grey suit!" SIGH. Love me, love my problems.

Do you know how hard it is to find pocket squares in this modern world? Do you know how much I don't like going into Brooks Brothers in $8.69 trousers from Steve and Barry's and a t-shirt? Okay, the trousers look great on me, but still.